There used to be times when I wished that I were a robot without emotions and lived my life without being affected by anything. Without feeling sadness, happiness, or whatever else we humans have. But now, I wear my emotions like they are the fanciest dresses and I don’t hide them. Some days they take... Continue Reading →
Found and Lost – A Poem
And then I met him. One of a kind. A charming being With a melancholic soul. Lost in museums Enjoying the paintings. Walking in parks Surrounded by trees. He'd observe the world In a poetic way. Most of the time Occupied with his thoughts And dreams. His passion Reflected in his words. He didn't know... Continue Reading →
Book Characters – A Poem
If you and I Were book characters. People would fall in love With us. With every page, They would smile and laugh. They'd get angry with our fights. With every flip of a paper, And with every time We stopped and resumed talking, They would anxiously read more To see what would happen next. And... Continue Reading →
My Words and You
My words cheat on me. They talk about you Without my permission. Maybe they have a soft spot for you, That's why they don't listen to me. Maybe you've enchanted them And they don't care about the consequences. When they talk about you, They form a melody That is from outer space. My words like... Continue Reading →
Trapped Thoughts, Emotions, and Words
There are thoughts Emotions, And words Trapped within me. They grow more Each and every day. And I am not How I used to be. I keep those thoughts Emotions, And words Inside. Holding on to them Against my wish. For my ability in wording How I feel Is giving up on me. To the... Continue Reading →
How I Became a Poet
I read short lines That I added extra lines to. I read some other lines That I changed the words of. I carried my pencil And wrote down these replies These changes To the short lines that I read. I saw, I felt, I observed, I cried, I laughed, and I wrote. I carried my... Continue Reading →
Writer’s Block – A Poem
I feel so empty, As if I'm drained from every emotion. As if no expressions Or words exist in me. I try to catch something here And something there But to no avail. This makes me worry About not being able To construct another poem Ever again. To put all these beautiful words Next to... Continue Reading →